it's really dark and you can't see shitall (COMPLETED)

[Kíeros]

> Pretend you're Batman. Remember that bats have echolocation, so Batman likely does as well. Use it to your advantage.

[ferd1991]

Find a wall and start slowly searching for a lightswitch, a door, or anything else that may bump into your hand that may be hanging on the wall

[Staff Deployment]

> Use echolocation.



You use echolocation and... It works! You pull yourself to your feet and you can see that box so clearly that the intricacies of its wooden grain are crystal clear!

Wait no, you're touching it with your hand. That's why you feel the wooden grain. You don't have echolocation.

> Open the box.



You can't really feel where you'd get the best grip on the lid. You shimmy around it to get a good idea of its shape. Hey, it's quite long. About the same length as you, actually. You'd probably be able to hide in it if the monster comes back. You get a grip on the lid and open it. It's on a hinge so it doesn't fall. You dip your hand inside AND OH GOD

Naw, there's nothing in it, really. Seems lined with felt, though.

[Doombringer Grue]

>Stroke the felt-lined box
>Try and stop the bleeding

[MegaRock35]

> Jump in the box that is obviously a coffin. Might as well save the undertaker some trouble!

[hypersheep]

>Jump in the box and imagine yourself in a better place.

[Grutor]

I think now is a good time to check if you even have eyes or for some reason something preventing you from seeing. Judging from the series of events that happen it seems the monster (dog) knows where it's going but you don't. It's either likely that the dog has been around long enough to have a mental imagery of it's location or it can plainly see and you can't. For what ever reason it really seems like the latter as the place you described is either a warehouse, garage, or office building with crates in it as in a storage room of some kind.

You need to investigate the room/area more to know how to escape before what ever danger comes.

[Kíeros]

> Jump in the box that is obviously a coffin. Might as well save the undertaker some trouble!

Don't be that pessimistic. You can totally be even more than that.

[Staff Deployment]

> Climb in coffin.



You climb inside and slam the lid shut. For some odd reason it's really dark in there, too.

You stay in there for a good twenty minutes. You decide that you're probably in a warehouse.

Then, when you start to get bored, and you're on the brink of getting out of the coffin, you hear a door open. You're fairly certain that had you not gotten into the coffin, there'd be light and you'd be able to see. But you missed that chance.

Then you hear!

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
You also hear!
"Stop stop stop! Hell you doing!"
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
"God damn it stop that!"
CRACK CRACK
"No!"
...
"Alright so it looks like he isn't -"
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
"No! Bad! Down!"
**whimper**
"Alright so it looks like he isn't here. There's blood everywhere. He couldn't have gone far."
**whiiiiiiine**
"Yeah, I see the trail. I'll follow it. You stay here. Stay. Don't follow. Stay."
**whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine**
"Get that door closed."
Padpadpadpadpad (paws) DOOF. Padpadpadpadpad.
"Good boy." Clop clop clop clop clop clop clop clop (boots).
Cr-e-e-e-e-a-a-k.
Clop clop clop.
DOOF.

You are alone again.

If, by alone, you mean still stuck in a coffin with some sort of machine-gun dog sniffing around five feet away from you. In which case yes, you are alone.

[hypersheep]

>Think about your happy place.

[ferd1991]

Wait, didn't you snap that suckers neck? At least this is good news though, there's a door in this room, and what's more it's a way out! Now just to get to it before getting mowed down by that dog...

[Grutor]

>Think about your happy place.

Second.

[Morphimus]

> Jump out of coffin with reckless abandon!

[Staff Deployment]

> Think about your happy place.



This is your happy place, sitting on a high tree looking out over an endless expanse of forest, right to the horizon, with green leaves just cresting above your line of sight like a crown.
It seems that something is intruding, though. That's not very nice of them.



Seems the dog got the coffin open.

Oh...
...
shit

> Change aspect ratio Close eyes.



Much better.

[Naristar]

punch it in the eye

[Kíeros]

> Slam lid of coffin closed very quickly.

[greenMachine]

>get out first, then close lid.

[ferd1991]

Do a Kill Bill and do the Coffin Hand Punch!
...

A lot.

[Staff Deployment]

> Slam coffin lid.



You slam it down, half expecting to smash your fingers in the process. But instead...
BASHQUISH
Seems like the machine gun dog didn't see that coming.
BASHQUISH BASHQUISH BASHQUISH
You do it a few more times for good measure.
BASHQUISH BASHQUISH BASHLAM OW FUCK.
The dog had slumped out of the way of that last one. You've smashed your fingers. It's painful but you'll probably be fine.

**whimper**

Shut up you damn dog.

> Get out, close lid.



You do this, nearly tripping over the incapacitated dog monster in the process. You're a bit dizzy.

[hypersheep]

>Kick the dog.

[ferd1991]

Use your wits, you heard a door opening and closing nearby, try to head in that direction and get the hell out of here.

[Kocel232]

>Hug dog. Apologize profusely. Explain that it just shocked you and you just struck out in pure reaction, but now you're going to give it all the hugs ever. And if it tries to bite you, calm it down with a nice, tight throat-hug using your hands. Bitches love throat-hugs.

[Staff Deployment]

> Use your witsAHAHAHAHAHA



You spin around in circles for a minute or so. Now you're even more dizzy and you have no idea which direction you're facing.

> Use your WITS. Hug the DOG.



You try and hug the dog but it keeps whimpering and crawling away from you. You give up. Dumb mutt don't know what be good for it.
You apologize anyway. It doesn't seem to notice.

> No, use your WITS. Your WITS. Get the hell out of here.



Alright so there was a door somewhere, if you remember right. Actually, there might be two doors. You walk forward until you hit a wall, then you feel around until you get something that is unmistakeably a door frame. More fumbling, and there's the handle.

Cre-e-e-e-e-e-a-a-a-a-k.

It's open, but there's no light. God dammit. This was the door that the guy took. It must lead deeper into the building. Someone's gotta pay these assholes' electricity bills; god damn is it dark.

> CRACK CRACK CRACK



Oh fuck
You hit the dirt.
The dirt being the concrete floor. You check for bullet wounds. You're safe.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
pad pad pad pad pad
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
pad pad pad pad pad

Shit now, is that dog smart. It's covering its advance with bursts of machine-gun fire. It's not nearly as wounded as you thought it was, and all you've got between you and its green saliva-dripping jaws is an open door.

And hey, how does that gun even work? Is it strapped to its head or something? What's up with that? Cheating, that's what.

[Grutor]

Pick up the gun next to you... oh wait, there isn't one.
Plan Z, smell for diesel fuel and toss later at approximate location.
Then head bang while waiting for that sweet explosion as your imagining listening to your favorite heavy metal song.

[Airedar]

> Close. The. Door.